In addition to inviting the media offline, this new product launch conference was also broadcast live online. As soon as Qin Ke's remarks came out, a dense barrage instantly covered his figure.
[? ? ? How much did Song Yunran give you?]
[Is President Song here, I can also praise you, my Alipay is...]
[Pure passer-by, is this Teacher Qin's workplace interpersonal relationship class?]
[Husband, don't praise Zai Zai casually outside, he will be proud.]
Even though Song Yunran had made enough preparations, he was still taken aback by the density of the barrage.
He is going to have a whole day meeting with the managers of the company today. During the lunch break, he will be the host and treat everyone to dinner. While waiting for the food to be served in the restaurant, he turned on the live broadcast and took a look.
Unexpectedly, Qin Ke praised him so bluntly.
But he didn't wear headphones yet, and Qin Ke's voice came to the ears of every employee present through his mobile phone.
All of a sudden, the gazes cast from all directions gave him the illusion of coming out in public.
Song Yunran stiffly withdrew from the live broadcast and fell silent.
The mood is very complicated.
The reason why the host announced the good news on stage today is all because he greeted Ning Dong when he got up early this morning, thinking that he could not only make enough effect, but also make Qin Ke ruthless at the press conference. A piece of scenery.
The live broadcast in the private room of the restaurant is also to let the agents present watch Qin Ke's highlight moments together.
Song Yunran thought it was normal for him to think this way.
Whose son gets good grades, and his father doesn't want to show off with a loudspeaker
But what he didn't expect was that Qin Ke would suddenly start praising him at the press conference.
If he knew this earlier, he must have secretly watched the live broadcast!
What do you think of him now
Song Yunran was very worried, and he didn't dare to raise his head to meet other people's eyes. Although he didn't mind coming out, he didn't expect to die in this way so early.
At this moment, someone suddenly said: "Qin Ke is really..."
Song Yunran became nervous for a moment.
The man continued: "It's too much! He didn't say hello, but just praised Mr. Song outside!"
"That's right, let me tell you in advance if you want to praise, can't we praise together?" Another person continued, "Don't we, Xiao Song, always deserve to have a group praise table?"
Song Yunran: "???"
Everyone's reaction seemed to be different from what he had imagined.
He released the ostrich state, raised his head in a daze, and immediately saw that all the managers had picked up their mobile phones and sent messages to their artists.
Assistant Tang, who was sitting next to him, looked regretful, only hating himself for not being able to create an artist out of thin air, and not being able to join this Xiao Song's boasting party.
Song Yunran realized it, and he realized it again.
It turned out that everyone had already had a grateful heart for him. Before, it was just that no one took the lead, so they could only hide their admiration in their hearts.
He thought that he would come out on the spot because of this, but after all, he took it for granted.
"... There is no need to praise me collectively."
Song Yunran said with difficulty, "It seems to be too deliberate, and people will think that our company's corporate culture is not serious."
The leading agent asked blankly: "Does our company still have a corporate culture?"
Song Yunran: "..."
The other party coughed dryly and corrected him: "Mr. Song, you are being unfair. Why can Qin Ke praise others but not others?"
Song Yunran thought to himself, can other people compare with Qin Ke
He is not only my boyfriend, but also my only son, if your artist can call me dad...
Well, no, no one called Dad can replace Qin Ke's position here.
In the end, he could only rub the center of his eyebrows: "Okay, but don't be too much, you know."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
After all, they are also people in the entertainment industry, and they know the truth that too much is too much.
A swarm of bees suddenly boasting will only make people suspect that Song Yunran has everyone's black information in his hands.
Everything has to be done step by step.
Song Yunran didn't know that a new storm was already brewing.
When he returned to the upper courtyard of the West City that night, he asked his aunt to prepare a table of delicious dishes in advance. While continuing to read his textbooks, he waited for Qin Ke to go home to celebrate.
To be honest, although he had guessed that Qin Ke might be nominated for the best actor list before the release of "Happy Weddings", he was still very surprised when his imagination became a reality, and A little bit of luck.
You know, if it wasn't for his accidental awakening, Qin Ke wouldn't be implicated and reborn.
Song Yunran felt a little guilty every time he thought of Qin Ke's best actor shortlist before his rebirth.
But fortunately, the world still has a preference for Qin Ke.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Ke finished his work.
Song Yunran called him upstairs, thought about it when he opened the door, and said, "You might as well take your fingerprints, so that I don't have to open the door for you every time."
Qin Ke glanced at him: "Aren't you afraid that I'll take your fingerprints and sneak attack you in the middle of the night?"
"Are you stupid?"
Song Yunran didn't realize the true meaning of this sentence at all, and replied solemnly, "I will lock the bedroom door before going to bed, okay?"
Qin Ke smiled helplessly, and wanted to say something more, when he saw Song Yunran slap his head and hurried to the living room.
He quickly ran out again, with his hands behind his back, stood in front of Qin Ke and pretended to smile mysteriously.
For some reason, an ominous premonition rose in Qin Ke's heart.
Sure enough, at the next moment, Song Yunran suddenly raised his arm, opened the small cannon in his hand and shouted: "Congratulations, you have been shortlisted!"
With a "bang", shiny pieces of multicolored paper fell from above one after another.
Qin Ke didn't have time to dodge, and all those colorful colored films fell on him. I don't know what kind of material this thing is made of, but it actually has static electricity, sticking to his head and face.
Qin Ke: "..."
He suddenly wasn't sure if Song Yunran intended to congratulate him.
Song Yunran was also dumbfounded.
He didn't expect that the range of the colorful cannon was so short. Not only did the beautiful and romantic picture he imagined not appear, but a crack appeared on Qin Ke's handsome face that was about to collapse.
Qin Ke sighed deeply. He came back in a hurry and didn't take off his makeup on the way. At this moment, there were a few colored films stuck to his lips, which made him speechless.
After a few seconds of silence, Qin Ke spat out a colorful film: "I praised you outside today, but you treated me like this when I came back."
"I didn't mean it." Song Yunran quickly apologized, "I'm sorry."
Qin Ke spat out another piece: "You..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Song Yunran's eyes suddenly brighten up, as if he had discovered an interesting new continent.
Song Yunran moved closer, with a sincere tone: "You are spraying like a pea shooter."
"..."
Seeing that he didn't respond, Song Yunran thought he didn't understand, and explained in a considerate way: "No, haven't you played "Plants vs. Zombies"? It makes the blood boil!"
Qin Ke raised his eyebrows, unable to bear it any longer.
He hooked the back of Song Yunran's neck with one hand, and then turned around. Before the other party could react, he had already pressed him against the door, bowed his head and kissed him.
When Mr. Song starts to use his imagination, what should his boyfriend do
Qin Ke gave the answer personally today.
Kiss him so passionately that he has no energy left to think about classic games.
Song Yun regretted so much, he felt like a fish being held down on a cutting board, struggled for a long time in vain, but was still pressed to death.
He made some sounds that made him feel ashamed, and he simply gave up resisting when he got to the back, and only held Qin Ke's back tightly with both hands, so that he barely knelt down on the spot without being kissed so weakly.
He thought aggrievedly, if he had known this, he would not have prepared this surprise.
As soon as this thought came up, Qin Ke seemed to sense his distraction, and greeted him with a more aggressive aura than before.
After an extraordinarily long kiss, Song Yunran's mouth felt swollen.
He didn't want to speak for the time being, so he glared at Qin Ke angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction with his eyes.
Qin Ke glanced at him slowly and smiled lightly.
As if in a good mood, he slowly turned around and cleaned the colored film on his head in front of the mirror in the hallway.
Song Yunran's fist hardened, and he whispered, "I warn you not to be too complacent. You praised me at the press conference today, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."
Qin Ke paused and asked, "What, are you not satisfied?"
Satisfaction is quite satisfactory, and my heart is really happy.
but just...
Song Yunran blinked and said, "Why didn't you say hello to me in advance. I didn't wear earphones when I was watching the live broadcast. There were so many people around, my face turned red and I almost couldn't get off the stage. .”
Qin Ke pursed his lower lip and asked inexplicably, "Why do you want to watch the live broadcast in front of everyone?"
"Of course it's to let everyone see how good you are! Who knows..."
Song Yunran frowned, and told the reactions of all the managers, and said uneasy, "Although they assured me that they would never boast as if they took money, I am still a little nervous."
Qin Ke was quiet, and comforted: "You don't need to be nervous about this little thing."
"You don't understand. Except for the fans in my previous life, I haven't been praised by so many people."
Song Yunran helped him take off the colorful film on the end of his hair, and said worriedly, "I'm afraid they won't be able to praise me well enough to show my demeanor."
Qin Ke: "..."
Excuse me, he is worrying too much.
In the next half month, the artists of Xinghe launched an invisible competition.
Today you are celebrating your three years in the industry on Weibo. After reminiscing about the time when you were depressed, you changed your style of writing and started to thank Mr. Song for choosing you into Galaxy, and opened a new chapter in your life from now on;
Tomorrow, I will recount my mental journey in an interview with the magazine. I said that when I received the script from the company, I was hesitant. It was Xiao Song who talked with me and let me regain my confidence;
The day after tomorrow, he made another vlog, and revealed that after a late-night practice, he accidentally discovered that Mr. Song was still working overtime at the company, not even returning home for the development of Xinghe.
If Qin Ke’s first compliment was the first time, most of the netizens were still in the mood of watching the fun, then after half a month, under all kinds of subtle brainwashing, many people who had prejudice against Song Yunran finally wavered up.
[…Maybe he is really a good boss?]
[Did Xinghe run so smoothly recently, you all forgot that it used to be called Shuaishen Entertainment?]
[Thinking about it this way, I can understand why people in Xinghe like him. A good president is one who can lead everyone to make money.]
It’s fine if it’s just the artists inside Galaxy, but what’s surprising is that a few days later, Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming, who had disappeared in Song Yunran’s world for a long time, also thanked Song Yunran in the interview, saying He helped him find a new direction in his career.
When Song Yunran saw the news, he was in the car on his way to record the last episode of "Holiday Slow Travel".
He put down the phone, picked it up again, and put it down again after a while. After repeating this several times, he finally couldn't help turning his head and looking at Qin Ke who was sitting next to him.
"Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming are in collusion with you?" Song Yunran asked in a low voice.
In the past ten days or so, he has been praised to the point of numbness, but he never thought that there would be artists who do not belong to Galaxy to participate.
Everything happened so unexpectedly that he even vaguely suspected that maybe this was a prank secretly planned by Qin Ke, trying to make him achieve social death in another form.
Qin Ke looked down slightly and explained, "It has nothing to do with me."
If he had to say something, Qin Ke was still a little upset.
It's like he specially prepared a candy for his boyfriend, just to coax the wronged little animal, who knows that other A, B, C and D will follow suit after seeing it.
It seems that his candy is not special enough.
Especially when he heard that Cheng Jiaming also joined in out of nowhere, the unknown fire in his heart burned even more.
What's the matter with you, Cheng Jiaming
If I knew it earlier, I should avenge the shoulder injury in my previous life.
Song Yunran glanced out of the window, then turned his head: "So... am I really as good as everyone praises me?"
Qin Ke smiled: "Yes, it's just that you didn't realize it yourself."
So that's the case, Song Yunran thought, maybe this is the legendary strong without knowing it.
He bent his big eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning up, feeling that the red scarf on his chest, which didn't exist, was even more colorful.
Qin Ke looked at his happy face and found that Song Yunran was really a very simple person.
Easy to get angry, but easy to coax.
He likes to act on intuition when speaking and doing things, but that kind of wild intuition can always be applied in the right place, such as the actors he selected for Xinghe, and for example, he pointed out a bright way for Fang Zhou and Cheng Jiaming.
I don't know what the original work was thinking, but Song Yunran was set up as an ordinary tool man.
Qin Ke's eyes stayed on Song Yunran. In winter, the golden sun shone on the top of his hair, making his dark hair a layer of light gold, like a little sun shining.
Such a person is obviously a rare treasure in the world.
Half an hour later, the bus stopped at the last stop for recording.
The destination of "Holiday Slow Travel" was not chosen in an extremely remote village as before, but uncharacteristically chose a modern village with convenient transportation.
After getting out of the car and looking around, all the houses with uniform style are in sight.
Outside the parking lot, a spacious and straight road spread out in front of them. On both sides of the road were carefully designed flower beds and street trees. Those who didn't know thought they were in some high-end residential area in the city.
Dai Rao walked around the parking lot and commented: "It's not easy, the program team finally found out their conscience."
"It may also be that they searched for so many episodes, and at the end of the day, they found that there was still a lot of funds left, so they just squandered it at the end." Song Yunran continued, "Your program team's cost control is not good."
After recording so many episodes, the director team has long been used to the guests' teasing.
She cleared her throat and said, "You can't say that. When this episode airs, it's almost the Spring Festival. We also made the last episode a real leisure trip in order to let everyone feel the joy of the holiday in advance. "
"Why do I not believe it so much?"
Shao Qian, who has long been familiar with the routines of the program group, doubted, "There will be no traps waiting for us."
Wan Yuzhe, who was beside him, complained from another angle: "So you all know that the previous episodes were not considered leisure travel."
The two exchanged glances tacitly, and each had a joy of being liberated in their hearts.
For nothing else, just recorded for a few episodes, and the CP of Kaiyun CP is getting more and more attention, which makes their momentum far less massive than before.
They have already decided to untie them, but human muscle memory is so terrible sometimes. Whenever they see Song Yunran and Qin Ke interacting intimately again, the two will secretly compete with each other uncontrollably.
It made them constantly jump left and right between the two states during the entire recording process.
After a long time, even CP fans noticed that something was wrong, and repeatedly vacillated between the two extremes of "I'm afraid I want BE" and "No, their relationship is still very good".
They are tired, and so are the fans.
But it doesn't matter, after recording this issue, they can finally escape from the endless introversion.
Thinking of this, Shao Qian's tone became much more cheerful: "Quickly tell me, how do we relax this time?"
The director said with a smile: "Just do the same as everyone usually celebrates the New Year."
Song Yunran was overjoyed: "It means, I just need to eat, sleep and play games in the room?"
"..." the director suppressed his smile and explained blankly, "Of course it's cleaning, posting Spring Festival couplets, and making dumplings."
Song Yunran let out an "ah", and the joy on his face disappeared visibly with the naked eye.
Qin Ke caught a glimpse of his disappointed expression, and silently curled the corner of his lower lip, guessing that according to Song Yunran's pampered young master character, he must have never done any of the things the director said.
Song Yunran did not do these things.
He joined everyone with a ignorant face, was taken to the nursing home in the village by the program team, and finally understood the theme of this variety show.
To put it bluntly, it is to dedicate love to public welfare, sublimate the purpose of the program, and let the audience feel the harmonious Chinese New Year atmosphere.
According to the program flow, the guests first need to help the nursing home with a thorough cleaning.
After the recording started, Xinghe's group was assigned to clean the outdoor railings.
Although Song Yun is a president who is insulated from housework, since he is here, he is not hypocritical, obediently took the tools, and walked upstairs behind Qin Ke.
The residential area of the nursing home has a total of three floors.
As soon as the two of them went upstairs, many curious grandparents came out of the room, smiling and welcoming the two young people who came to volunteer.
Song Yunran is cute and sweet-mouthed, and he has captured the hearts of several elderly people after greeting them with "Happy New Year, Grandpa and Grandma".
A grandmother surnamed Li liked him the most. Seeing him wiping the railings clumsily, she kindly joked, "Look at you, I must have never worked at home since I was a child, not at all."
"Don't worry, I can learn if not."
Song Yunran imitated Qin Ke's actions, and first carefully removed the rust in the corners with a brush, "Grandma Li, it's gray now, why don't you go back to your room first."
Grandma Li refused: "I just want to watch you here."
Song Yunran laughed: "Am I so good-looking?"
Grandma Li said seriously: "You look good, and you look very much like my grandson."
"..."
It doesn't matter, Song Yunran comforted himself, Grandma Li is old, she must not understand the words "looks like a grandson", which is already a kind of ridicule among young people.
As a result, he had just finished his psychological training when he heard Qin Ke laugh in a low voice.
What are you laughing at, Song Yunran glared at him, if you laugh again, I will call your grandma to criticize you!
Unexpectedly, his glance made Grandma Li notice Qin Ke who didn't talk much.
The old man's cloudy eyes seemed to be much clearer at that moment.
She was leaning on crutches, and tremblingly wanted to go there. Song Yunran was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly dropped the tool and went to help her.
Grandma Li walked up to Qin Ke and raised her head with difficulty: "What's your name?"
Qin Ke bent down: "Qin Ke, please abide by it."
"Oh, how old are you?" Grandma Li's tone became more and more kind, "Are you in love?"
Qin Ke was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously turned his gaze to Song Yunran.
Song Yunran felt guilty for a while: "..."
Look at what I do at this time!
When the following photographer saw the situation, he vaguely guessed that something big was about to happen.
He didn't mind watching the excitement and zoomed in on the camera a little bit, hoping to capture some interesting material.
Qin Ke glanced at the photographer, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze from his boyfriend.
He looked at Grandma Li, thought for a moment, and replied tactfully, "I don't have a girlfriend."
Grandma Li nodded slowly, with a more satisfied expression on her face.
Then, in front of everyone, he took out a smartphone for the elderly from his padded coat pocket, squinted his eyes and clicked on the photo album: "Look, this is my granddaughter. She is studying abroad and doesn't have a boyfriend yet..."
"puff-"
The photographer couldn't hold back, and laughed inadvertently.
Song Yunran's whole body is not well.
He didn't care about Grandma Li wanting to introduce a girlfriend to Qin Ke, but just now he was obviously the one who had been chatting with the old man, so why did Grandma Li catch Qin Ke as her grandson-in-law at a glance
Is it because he doesn't look reliable enough
Qin Ke was probably also surprised by Grandma Li's skillful operation.
He pursed his thin lips and said after a while, "Grandma, I have no plans to have a girlfriend."
Grandma Li understood very well, and said considerately: "No hurry, no hurry, you can add WeChat to chat first, and make friends."
The photographer was so teased by the lovely old lady that he couldn't hold the camera steady.
"Sorry, I can't just add WeChat to anyone." Qin Ke sighed and explained gently.
"Why?" Grandma Li didn't understand.
Qin Ke smiled, raised his eyes, and pointed to Song Yunran who was watching the excitement with cold eyes: "He won't allow me to join."
The author has something to say: I finally finished writing _(:з」∠)_
Forced to six, these four words, I hope you will never understand (smoke